Rubombee

  Myu couldn't sleep.   She had been trying to fall asleep for… well. Clearly, it wasn't working. So... if she was to spend the entire night with her eyes wide open, maybe a short walk could at least clear her head?   It was only a few steps before she froze.   Something… someone was there. She could feel it. Why… how could anyone be so close to their home? Was it some kind of coincidence, or‍— or were they looking for‍-‍-   Thought after thought rushed through her head. Should she go wake her mother at once? Was this stranger actually dangerous? Did they even know who lived here? Maybe if she kept really quiet, eventually they would just leave, and‍-‍-   and…   What if they were actually nice?   What if she could… was she about to miss out on one of the only shots she may ever have at making a friend?      It was an eevee. She could tell from the puffy, light brown fur shimmering in the flickering light of the campfire. They didn't look dangerous… but how would she know?   The eevee's ears